This is a song about "Gregor and the marks of secret"

Secret missives to the mrs

Go! you free to go about your business

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

But now the truth is not a secret, it just flew with the birds

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like i have got

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

My life, that is so dearly secret,

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

My motherfucking life has been a secret and a blatant lie,